A Canticle for Leibowitz by Walter M. Miller Jr.

Walter M. Miller's acclaimed SF vintage A Canticle for Leibowitz opens with the unintended excavation of a holy artifact: a creased, brittle memo scrawled through the hand of the blessed Saint Leibowitz, that reads: "Pound pastrami, can kraut, six bagels--bring domestic for Emma." To the Brothers of Saint Leibowitz, this sacred procuring record penned through an imprecise, 20th-century engineer is a logo of desire from the far-off earlier, from earlier than the Simplification, the fiery atomic holocaust that plunged the earth into darkness and lack of information. As 1984 advised opposed to Stalinism, so 1959's A Canticle for Leibowitz warns of the danger and implications of nuclear annihilation. Following a cloister of priests of their Utah abbey over a few six or 700 years, the humorous yet bleak Canticle tackles the sociological and spiritual implications of the cyclical upward thrust and fall of civilization, wondering no matter if humanity can wish for greater than repeating its personal historical past. Divided into 3 sections--Fiat Homo (Let There Be Man), Fiat Lux (Let There Be Light), and Fiat Voluntas Tua (Thy might be Done)--Canticle is steeped in Catholicism and Latin, exploring the attention-grabbing, doubtless capricious means of how and why anyone is canonized. --Paul Hughes

Titans of Chaos completes John Wright's The Chronicles of Chaos. introduced in Orphans of Chaos—a Nebula Award Nominee for most sensible novel in 2006, and a Locus Year's top Novel decide for 2005—and persevered in Fugitives of Chaos, the trilogy is set 5 orphans raised in a strict British boarding tuition who found that they're now not human.

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In a global deeply wounded through centuries of environmental harm, not likely souls subscribe to forces: Dr. Ingrid Seastrom has stumbled right into a secret regarding quantum-entangled nanoscale implants—a secret that simply may possibly kill her. Whispr is a thief and assassin whose radical physique transformations have left him so skinny he's all yet two-dimensional.

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He watched the string grow thicker, become the overwhelming fact of his perception, expanding to absorb his four dimensions into a point just inside the infinitely thin body of the string. A singularity within a singularity. Was that allowed? Could two singularities exist at the same point? Two particles could not occupy the same space at the same time, but a particle was not a singularity—nor was it separate from a frame. He saw…one vast color, a variation of sameness…All frame of reference was gone.